The palace maid was cold and frightened, trembling all over.

"Who's from your hometown?" Zhu Yihai saw how pitiful she was, and even though he was half drunk, he felt a sense of protectiveness. He took off his coat and put it on her body. The palace maid was so frightened that she tried to push her away and opened her hands but could not.

Dare, but in the end, she became unsteady and almost fell down. Zhu Yihai grabbed her waist and held her shoulder with one hand.

"Do you hate me?"

"No, no," the little palace maid flushed with anxiety, even a little frightened and shy, and it was hard to say anything excited.

"As long as you don't hate it."

Zhu Yihai suddenly felt impulsive, lowered his head and kissed her.

Being drunk, he was holding the young girl's waist, feeling her trembling body, and suddenly there was an impulse of desire in his mind to take possession of him immediately.

"Um"

The girl's eyes were wide open and her mind was blank. The emperor had already lowered his head and kissed her.
Chapter completed!